Thursday, March 28, 2013

A Letter to a Troubled Woman

To the lady driving  the 4 door mini cooper tonight on Monument Ave-

      You looked sad. Well, actually you looked happy talking on the phone at the light at Staples Mill. Then you threw your phone down and began to cry. I felt bad. And I wanted to know why you started to pout. Boyfriend problems? Parents? Money? I wish I could help you. But I know I will never see you in my life again. I just wanted to be a good citizen and help you out but I mom had a "lead foot" tonight. I hope you are okay.

your worried, new, friend

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